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Raindrops sliding off palm leaves, falling into the water tank below, make a ‘ding’ sound, as if bidding farewell to the owner of this place.,He was tidying up slowly all by himself. None of his former junior brothers and sisters who used to follow him came.,This city was called Dù Xià Chéng, shaped like a half moon, encircling the mountain where Tiāndū Shān Yù (Heavenly Capital Mountain Garden) was located.。